Isn't it very scientific to use the Death Note to kill people?

Rum pondered with a gloomy expression.

He made a phone call to check on the situation of the informants around Thomas Sindora.

However, after dialing the number for a long time, no one answered.

what happened?

He called other people, but without exception, no one answered.

Meanwhile, Yoshiki Hayashi, who was atop Tokyo Tower, was happily observing the situation.

News of the assassins he secretly controlled succeeding or being killed in return, and information about where the members of the Zoo Organization were to be on standby, were all sent to the disposable anonymous cell phone that Lin Jiashu had prepared for this operation.

"Noah's Ark, please reply if you notice."

He sent a text message casually.

This phone, which has no camera, no listening function, and only an encrypted IP address that Noah's Ark can crack and locate, cannot expose any information about Lin Jiashu.

However, as an intelligent life form active and tireless in the online world, Noah's Ark could naturally notice the conflict between the two organizations currently embroiled in the conflict surrounding Hiroki... Finding the mobile phone that Lin Jiashu was currently using to issue commands by following the information of these people was not difficult for it.

However, Lin Jiashu did not receive a reply.

283

Chapter 283: I was just asking if you saw the billboard.

The frequent shootings and explosions in a short period of time have completely disrupted the peaceful town of Beika.

As the assassin, riding his motorcycle, rapidly approached a red sedan ahead, he grinned and stuck a clay bomb onto the car door before suddenly twisting the throttle and speeding away.

boom!!!!!

The moment the assassin pressed the detonator, the red sedan behind him instantly turned into a ball of fire.

The impact of the explosion propelled the assassin to quickly retreat from the spot.

But just as he was speeding across the intersection and about to turn ahead, a bullet flew out of nowhere and pierced through the visor of his cycling helmet, exploding into a spray of blood.

【Nakanuma Landren】

【10月13号晚上22：41分，在米花町9丁目的天桥下，驾车途中遭遇爆炸身亡。】

【Takajo Ryunosuke】

[At 22:41 on October 13th, after killing Rikuto Nakanuma with a sticky bomb, he was shot and killed while leaving the scene.]

the other side

On the city expressway leading from Beika Town to the port warehouse distribution center, several vehicles were engaged in a fierce firefight.

Brass cartridge cases were being hurled onto the cold asphalt road, and the flashing muzzle flashes caused innocent drivers to scream and slam on their brakes.

Among the vehicles engaged in fierce fighting, it appears that one vehicle was accidentally hit by a bullet that pierced its fuel tank and detonated, causing it to jump up from the blast the next second.

Joan Jim

[At 22:46 on October 13th, during a fierce firefight with a target on the Beika Town urban expressway, the vehicle's fuel tank was punctured by an enemy bullet, causing an explosion and killing the victim.]

Many people will die tonight.

Those written in the Death Note, and those not written in the Death Note.

Standing on the observation deck of Tokyo Tower, Yoshiki Hayashi casually spread his arms wide, gazing at the scene unfolding before him.

The shooting and explosions in the small scene are so insignificant in the context of the entire city's night view.

Looking around, all one could see was the bustling scene of bright neon lights and dazzling lights under the night sky. Even though the gunshots and explosions were so far away, Lin Jiashu could still vaguely "see" the chaos at the scene.

He remembered all the notes he had written in the Death Note.

By combining the time and place written in the Death Note, he seemed to be able to actually see the scene when the life of the person whose name was written on it was taken away.

"These guys are like fleas, where did they all come from?!"

"Oh shit!"

"boom!!!!"

Lin Jiashu heard angry curses and anxious shouts from others through his earpiece, along with countless gunshots and explosions.

At this moment, the number of assassins chasing after Gin and Vodka must be the largest.

After all, their bounties are still listed on the assassin platform, and besides the assassins controlled by Lin Jiashu using the Death Note, there are quite a few assassins who have voluntarily joined in this time.

And Gin's Porsche 356A, which was already riddled with holes, was indeed too easy to recognize.

"I checked your current location, you're already on the expressway, right?"

Yoshiki Hayashi's voice came through Gin's earpiece.

Gin stared directly at the assassin who had appeared ahead, wielding a submachine gun and scanning their direction, giving a definite affirmative answer.

What is the current speed?

As Lin Jiashu spoke, he turned around and walked towards the laptop placed on the ground next to him.

The computer has a map created based on the GPS locations on Gin and the others.

Lin Jiashu made a simple operation, and the scene of Gin and the others on the road immediately appeared on the screen.

Vodka nervously gave a number.

"Okay, keep this speed and drive forward in the middle lane. Do you see the large billboard on your right ahead?"

"I saw it!"

Is Cointreau planning to use billboards to commit murder again?

Vodka felt a chill run down his spine.

Although he knew that Jundu was a very reliable guy as a companion, he couldn't help but think about the things he had offended him about, and how Jundu was very vengeful!

Vodka's foot on the accelerator felt unsteady... but he dared not slow down, and could only stare intently at the billboard that Jundu had mentioned, fearing that the heavy thing would suddenly grow wings and fly down to crush him and Brother Ke to death.

"12...11...10..."

Does the countdown start from twelve seconds?

Vodka held his breath, his eyes behind his sunglasses keeping an eye on the road while his gaze was fixed intently on the billboard.

The pursuing assassins unleashed a hail of bullets at the old car.

Although Gin's car was bulletproof, it was already incredible that it had lasted this long. However, Vodka, who was completely focused, could no longer pay attention to avoiding enemy attacks. He didn't even dare to blink as he stared intently ahead.

As the countdown in my ear officially entered its final five seconds.

In a daze, Vodka seemed to see the billboard teetering on the verge of collapse.

At this moment, ahead of the black vintage car being chased by the assassin, the driver of a large log transport truck that had just driven out of the logging camp seemed to be startled by the intense gunfire on the road. He subconsciously veered the steering wheel slightly, but the iron chains binding the logs suddenly snapped for no apparent reason.

Due to the inertia of the vehicle, the stacked logs suddenly fell off, crashing onto the asphalt road and scattering a large amount of wood chips as they rolled backward with a loud thud.

As he witnessed the massive influx of logs, Vodka nearly screamed. His seasoned driver instincts kicked in, and just as his feet were about to slam on the brakes, he heard Gin's stern shout: "Keep going!"

Vodka could only grit his teeth and continue pressing the accelerator.

Gin gripped the handrail tightly, his dark green eyes fixed on the large log that was rolling towards him with terrifying force.

The relentless countdown from Cointreau still echoed in my ears.

"3...2...1..."

As the Porsche sped towards the deadly danger, its speed closing to a frenzied distance, even Gin held his breath.

As an executioner who finds it difficult to trust others, Gin was completely blank as he witnessed this deadly danger approaching.

He was just waiting.

Waiting for the moment the countdown reaches zero—

boom!!!!!

The falling log slammed into the vehicle of an assassin in front of Gin and his group. Amidst the roar of whether the fuel tank had ignited or a bomb had exploded, the impact of the explosion acted as a booster for the bouncing log, perfectly propelling the most deadly log in front of Gin and his group aside.

The black Porsche narrowly escaped through a pile of logs.

The assassins chasing after them were not so lucky. In their haste to brake, they were unable to stop themselves, and in the blink of an eye, their vehicles were smashed or broken by the large logs that came running over them.

Seeing the horrific scene behind him in the rearview mirror, Vodka broke out in a cold sweat.

"No, isn't it that billboard?"

"Of course not, I was just asking if you saw the billboard."

"..."

His right hand gripped the armrest tightly, his eyes fixed on Gin, who was grinning menacingly.

This operation was very rushed.

At least for Jundo, who needs to prepare in advance for many things, it is difficult for him to give full play to his abilities, but Gin really did not expect that he could give him such a big surprise in such a short time.

It was quite a shock for vodka.

284

Chapter 284: How about recommending me to take your place? - Gin

Hiroki Sawada was taken to a small, somewhat secluded factory.

A factory that manufactures illegal drugs.

"The intelligence team also said that they have confirmed that all of their facilities in Tokyo have been shut down."

Having finally arrived, Vodka looked at the corpses lying haphazardly at the entrance and couldn't help but mutter a complaint.

Gunfire could be heard intermittently from inside the factory.

In the distance, Chianti and Cohen reached a high point on a building next to the factory, set up sniper rifles, and began harvesting enemies while wearing infrared thermal imaging suits.

"But judging from their appearance, their firepower isn't quite enough."

Bourbon's voice came through the headset: "Aside from the assassins we encountered on the road who were aiming at your bounty, the firepower they've gathered here is pathetic."

"Then let's charge in!"

Tequila roared in a deep Kansai accent.

He was also wanted by that platform. He had been shot countless times on his way here amidst the pursuit of numerous assassins—fortunately, the bulletproof vests developed by the organization were very effective.

Gin remained silent, his murderous aura palpable as he gripped a submachine gun and stepped over the corpses at the factory entrance, charging straight inside.

This is a pharmaceutical factory.

The bright corridor was littered with corpses, some from the distillery and others from the zoo.

Gin, with Vodka by his side, strode quickly toward the depths of the factory.

Before he even passed a door, he could vaguely hear suppressed breathing. The moment the door on the right opened, he raised his hand and gripped the trigger.

Da da da da!

The barrage of bullets instantly ripped countless bloody holes in the chests of the enemy attempting a sneak attack.

Gin didn't even glance at the other person until they collapsed.

"Keep moving forward."

"The location tracking has never been interrupted."

Rum's voice came through the headset.

"...Could there be an ambush or bombs inside?"

Vodka couldn't help but say.

Gin remained silent.

Even if they knew it was a trap, they couldn't turn back now.

Hiroki Sawada is really too important.

Even setting aside Noah's Ark, Hiroki Sawada's abilities as a programmer are something the organization absolutely wouldn't want to let go of. Moreover, if Hiroki Sawada were to actually be taken away by a rival organization, that would be the worst possible news for the organization.

Meanwhile, far away at Tokyo Tower...

Lin Jiashu watched quietly as Gin and his group approached the location.